The Qu Qing Sword of the Qing Dynasty was taken away by the Xiyuan Demon Venerable, because it left the hands of its master, and then turned into a curved hosta.

Xiyuan Demon Venerable put the hosta under his nose and sniffed, and chuckled: "It is indeed the best fragrance of beauty! It's just such a dangerous thing, I'm afraid it's not the beauty that should be left!"

After the words fell, he took the hosta into his arms with his backhand, and his face returned to a cold and cold demeanor, flicked his sleeves, and turned to leave.

Mao Qing was anxious and annoyed, but there was no way to do it. She understands that now she is almost completely imprisoned, and can only be used to calm down, looking for a chance to get out.

After a few steps, the Xiyuan Demon Venerable turned around and said, "What you want is still in this Xiyuan, I will allow you three days to find it, and it will be a game." Don't let me get bored!"

In the empty grotto room, the sound of his heavy footsteps came from near and far, and he fell to the ground in frustration.

The half of the sandalwood was finally burned out, leaving only a cluster of unfallen floating ash on the vermilion stick, if it was about to leave.

The day is light and the wind is urgent.

Mo Yi didn't know how to ride a horse, he clung to the reins, but he didn't dare to slow down.

The wind whistled in my ears, and sharp gravel cut through the exposed skin. The blood slowly poured out, but he didn't care.

Unexpectedly, it was only more than half a month before he suffered such a catastrophe, and Mo Yi regretted that he was involved in Maoqing.

He glanced at Ziyu, who seemed to be deliberately slowing down, and shouted against the wind: "Don't take special care of me, I can keep up." ”

Ziyu glanced back, and like Mao Qing, she used the spell of sound transmission to convey the words to Mo Yi: "I can hear what you say, there is no need to shout in my throat for no reason." ”

Mo Yi was stunned and began to reply in a normal volume: "Whether it's this Maxima or this dry food, it's all prepared for me, right? With your cultivation, you will definitely be able to rush over faster... No, it doesn't matter to you whether you save her or not!"

Ziyu seemed to chuckle, "Aren't I bored? When we stir up his lair together, it shouldn't be bad for me to stay there and enjoy himself. ”

"The road is dangerous, and life should be given priority. Mo Yi reminded.

"Do you mean death? I remember half a month ago I seemed to have died once, and now my days are earned. Ziyu said clearly and quietly.

"Anyway, thank you for taking care of me. Mo Yi said lightly.

"Hehe, even if I don't help you prepare this, you'll definitely try your best to follow!" Ziyu asserted.

"How can you be so sure?"

"Haha! Mo Yi, you like her! You like her so much that you don't know how to do it! And this liking is so strong that you dare not admit it!" Ziyu smiled very heartily.

Mo Yi's heart froze, and he almost fell off his horse.

"I... I... Like her?

Ziyu looked back and smiled: "It's impossible to ask yourself to know! Hurry up, I won't wait for you to fall!"

After saying that, he sped up and walked away.

Mo Yi tightened the reins in his hand, and his heart was in chaos...

I don't know when a seam grew in his heart, and even he didn't know it.

Finally, that love began to sprout, and it opened the hardest stone in the world.

As a result, the emotions that have been sealed in the dust and no one knows are gurgling out...

Inside the Celestial Celestial Phase Palace

Si Ming Xingjun stroked the skin lines of the old laurel tree with one hand, and talked with Si Lu Xingjun beside him very casually: "Is this Mo Yi emotional, is there already a know?"

Si Lu Xingjun frowned slightly, and bothered to check the hundred feelings on his disciple's face through the 'Guanfan Mirror'.

After a long time, he raised his steps, turned around and sat on the low stone bench in front of the chessboard, and said quietly: "Mo Yi has never received preferential treatment from others, and now suddenly someone is willing to be born and die for him, where can I tell the difference between liking or loving him caused by this? Even if he is truly in love, it may not last long, and mortals with short life spans are fickle after all." It's too early to say 'tell'!"

Si Ming Xingjun still smiled: "Then Si Lu, how do you say to determine what it is?"

"Naturally, we can see the truth only when we see the end. Si Lu Xingjun replied without raising his eyebrows.

"Good. It's just that if I bother for a few more days, you and I will play more chess and renew a few more pots of tea!" Si Ming Xingjun smiled and added water to the teapot, raised his eyes and glanced deeply at the old laurel tree nearby, as if talking to himself, "Even if the old tree is, there are so many ravines and ravines, and there are always reasons for this to overlap." ”

On the first day, I slept for a day, and the medicinal properties seemed to have been alleviated.

On the second day, she tried to get out of the room and searched the lair of the Xiyuan Demon Venerable.

The terrain here is not large, and there are not many attendants, and it seems that she has received the communication of the Demon Venerable, and no one has stopped her. It's just tossing and turning, going around more than ten times, don't say it, and I haven't even seen a small breathable slit.

Mao Qing finally grabbed a young maid and asked, but the other party shook his head in horror and said nothing.

"Don't bother! Except for you and me, all of them are on dumb medicine. "It's obviously broad daylight, but the Xiyuan Demon Venerable is holding a pot of wine and drinking it lazily while walking.

"It's really cruel, good people have been ruined like this by you!"

"Don't say that, beauty, if it were you, I wouldn't let you suffer like this. I must love you and give you and me everything. How? Do you want to consider getting rid of me?"

The Xiyuan Demon Venerable put the wine jug on the table, snapped his fingers, and the mute maid lowered her head and retreated.

Mao Qing's heart trembled, feeling that he was really disgusting, but he couldn't be angry.

"It's a bit ridiculous for the Demon Venerable to say that he likes my appearance. You and I are both aliens, so we naturally understand that this appearance is a trick. People who are several times more beautiful than me, you must not be uncommon. ”

Xiyuan Demon Venerable gently adjusted his cuffs: "At the beginning, I was indeed curious. But now, I seem to be more and more interested in you, not on the basis of your face, but on your attitude and courage. ”

"Attitude and courage?"

He walked closer, and picked up a strand of hair with two fingers and rubbed it: "Not all people dare to challenge my patience like you, and not all people dare to point a sword at me without saying a word..."

Mao Qing pushed his hand away in disgust, thinking to himself, do all this demon have masochistic tendencies?

Looking at the smiling appearance of Xiyuan Demon Venerable, Mao Qingxu asked half-seriously and half-doubtfully, "Do you really like me?"

"I don't have to lie to you, because I don't have anything to gain by deceiving you. After speaking, he pulled over the clear and made a gesture to kiss him.